Dreary, Rainy Monday

What a sad day Monday was. Dave stayed home because we both had doctor appointment…our colds were just not going away. When I got back from dropping Noah at pre-school, Dave met me with bad news. He’d found Abigail’s single lamb strangled in a rope hay feeder. He was a week old. We both felt so guilty. It was my brilliant idea to make the feeder and re-use baling twine; and we had turned off the baby monitor in the barn since we weren’t expecting any more ewes to go into labor.

Later, at the doctor’s, we learned we both have sinus infections and I have bronchitus. At least we’re now on antibiotics and getting better. 🙂

I worked that night. Dave called me around 8pm because Noah got sick. He continued to get sick every hour until 4:30am. Poor kid! Every time he got up again I had just fallen asleep.